Music's Been With Me From The Get-go.

I Know That Dad Was An Idol To Millions Who Grew Up Loving His Music And His Ideals. But To Me He Wasn't A Musician Or A Peace Icon, He Was The Father I Loved And Who Let Me Down In So Many Ways. After The Age Of Five, When My Parents Separated, I Saw Him Only A Handful Of Times, And When I Did He Was Often Remote And Intimidating. I Grew Up Longing For More Contact With Him But Felt Rejected And Unimportant In His Life. ... ... While Dad Was Fast Becoming One Of The Wealthiest Men In His Field, Mum And I Had Very Little And She Was Going Out To Work To Support Us.

I Don't Meditate In Any Formal Way, But I Often Lie In Bed Or Find Myself In Nature And Enter Into That State Of Quiet Where I Get Images, Feelings, Or Melodies.

Dad Once Said To Me That Should He Pass Away, If There Was Some Way Of Letting Me Know He Was Going To Be Ok - That We Were All Going To Be Ok - The Message Would Come To Me In The Form Of A White Feather. Then Something Happened To Me About Ten Years Ago When I Was On Tour In Australia. I Was Presented With A White Feather By An Aboriginal Tribal Elder, Which Definitely Took My Breath Away. One Thing For Sure Is That The White Feather Has Always Represented Peace To Me.

Dad Could Talk About Peace And Love Out Loud To The World, But He Could Never Show It To The People Who Supposedly Meant The Most To Him: His Wife And Son. How Can You Talk About Peace And Love And Have A Family In Bits And Pieces - No Communication, Adultery, Divorce? You Can't Do It, Not If You're Being True And Honest With Yourself.

A Lot Of People Think That I Grew Up In Recording Studios And Knew The Whole Process, But That Was Never The Case.